venerdì 23 gennaio 2015

Topuslandia. Chapter 4. Doctor Gustaf Schnauz (Sold)

Chapter 4

Dr.
Gustaf Schnauz

“And please
dad, don’t be late again, tonight is Mid-summer Eve and there is a big
celebration down in the village, you know it, I want to go”, said the little
mouse, anxiously looking up to his father, who was reaching for his walking
staff as he opened the door. He stopped for a moment and turned, stooping down
to caress his son “You know it will not take long, I’ll be back before dusk, I
just have to take care of our bees, they are like family, they give us their
honey, I just have to make sure everything is fine.” The little mouse frowned
“You take care of everyone, dad, does it really have to be always you?”. Gustaf
kneeled down, his hands softly touched his son’s shoulders, and after a short
pause, he replied “This is what I do, this is my job, to take care of the
people of this village. I am a doctor. They count on me, they rely on me, even
our bees. Remember, helping people is….contagious, like a a good disease, it
starts with a little thing and then it spreads around to your neighbours, to
your friends, and before you even notice, to the whole village. And it makes
the world a better place.” Gustaf rose on his feet, looked at his son again and
then left, walking calmly along the trail that ran along the river to the fields,
his pipe in his hand. The little mouse stood by the door, watching hid dad
becoming smaller as he walked farther, like one of his toys. He could see the
handle of his father’s cane, reflecting the warm sunlight of the late
afternoon, shining like a brilliant star.

“One day
you’ll go with him, darling” said a sweet voice behind the little mouse “now
you are still too young, the trail can be treacherous”. The little mouse kept
his eyes fixed on his father, now a little bright dot drawing closer to the woods. “I just want to
be with my dad, I want him to stay with us”. The little mouse leaned back
against his mother as she hugged him tenderly, still watching his dad. His
mother whispered “Do you know why everyone in the village thinks so high of
your father? Because they know that Dr. Gustaf Schnauz will be there when they
need it the most. There is nothing he wants more than sitting down in his
chair, holding you on his knees and listening to your stories. And yet he knows
he has a duty he has to accomplish. For us, for everyone. But tonight we’ll all
celebrate together. You’ll see, he’ll be back soon, as he promised you”.

The little
mouse remained silent for a while. His father was no longer visible. The trail in the fields was empty,
just a tiny sparrow was looking for food, happily hopping among the stones.

10 commenti:

Again another miniature treasure made by your talented hands, Anna, and the story of your husband is an excellent companion for him :D! When do you plan to write a book with your miniature creatures playing the leading roll in mini scenes on photographs ;)? It would be a success, I'm sure of.Have a nice weekend you all. Hugs, Ilona